After making up his mind, the three of them began to discuss the ambush method.

"It is enough to have a big sword company. Most of the big sword company are brothers who have learned martial arts. They can be said to be the ace of bayonets in our independent regiment. I am familiar with the Yelangyu area. The soldiers of the Big sword company are ambushing the ditches on both sides of the road. Once the Japanese enter the ambush circle, we will first use landmines to blow him up, and then the whole group charge directly. I shortened the attack distance to fifty meters and fifty meters, and rushed up in a few blinks. At that time, the Japanese even if they don't want to fight bayonets, they will have to fight bayonets." Li Yunlong did not take the Japanese seriously.

Zhao Gang nodded, not thinking there was anything wrong with Li Yunlong's idea.

Han Feng said, "The information from the regiment commander Gou Huozhe is very unclear. He just saw a lot of trucks entering the brigade's garrison, but he didn't know how many Japanese soldiers were and how well they were equipped. I suggest we bring more people to the place. As many people can be ambushed near Yelangyu, they will be called up to call the comrades who are very good at bay fighting."

Li Yunlong said: "What do you mean is, let's take a reinforcement camp?"

Han Feng laughed and said, "Anyway, it's cold in the group, so it's better to let everyone move their bodies and bones. Besides, we are fighting hand-to-hand combat. If there are too many people, we won't waste ammunition, it's just increasing the chance of winning."

When Zhao Gang heard this, it made sense, "Old Li! Xiao Han is right, we have to fight a sure battle."

"Okay, then bring Zhang Dabiao's first battalion into part, then put the entire Dadao Company to the first battalion, and all the bayonet masters of the entire regiment were transferred to form a reinforcement battalion, with more than 400 people. Even if the Japanese came to a corps, I dared to do anything bad." Han Feng and Zhao Gang laughed together as Li Yunlong said.

In this way, the entire regiment mobilized, and a strengthening battalion that almost gathered all the elite hand-to-hand combat forces of the Independent Regiment was ready in half a day, and Han Feng and the commando team members in the Independent Regiment were also involved.

Under Li Yunlong's instructions, Lao Wang of the kitchen team specially made a sufficient dinner for the soldiers of the reinforcement battalion. After resting his energy for a night, before the sky was clear, the team set off under the leadership of Li Yunlong.

Zhao Gang was cold again while walking on the road, and he couldn't stop coughing. His face was as white as a piece of paper. When Li Yunlong saw it, he couldn't stop complaining: "I said Lao Zhao, I said that you just need to take care of your illness in the regiment. You have to insist on participating in the battle. If you fall ill again, what should you do if you ask me to do?"

Zhao Gang insisted: "Old Li, I can't let the soldiers watch my jokes. I am the political commissar of the Independent Corps, not a sick pustule. If I can't even stand the cold, why should I be the political commissar?"

Li Yunlong knew that he could not persuade Zhao Gang, "You deserve to suffer." He cursed for a few words and then silenced, but in his heart he sighed: Although Lao Zhao is a cultural person, he is really a convinced man!

It was Chen, and the temperature was extremely cold in winter, this cold and cold were difficult to describe in words. If you insist on saying something badly, you would like to wrap your whole body in a quilt without even a crack. Even the trees on both sides of the Wild Wolf Valley seemed to be frozen. When the breeze blew, the dead leaves remained motionless. Some dead branches were frozen and cracked from the air. The independent team soldiers lurking with dead grass on their bodies. Their bodies were almost frozen and could not even feel any pain.

At this time, even a wave of hand requires great willpower to persist, because the extreme cold that can be brought by that small movement is enough to make people feel afraid and afraid of the cold.

More than 400 soldiers were divided into two rows and crawled in the ditches on both sides of the Yelangyu Highway. They were covered with dead grass, which could be disguised and kept warm. It was really the best of both worlds. However, in this extremely cold environment, let alone dead grass, even if they were really wrapped in a quilt and stood in the cold wind, the chill would penetrate into your bones.

Zhao Gang's face turned paler. He knew that after the battle, he should be seriously ill again.

Li Yunlong, who was lying beside Zhao Gang, was not much better. How could a single dress stop the biting cold wind? The man who was so stunning now looked like a leaf floating in the wind, trembling in the cold wind, but he was shaking, but Lao Li's mouth was still hard:

"Old...Old...Zhao, you... Look at you like this, don't... let you come...you still...you have to come..."

Zhao Gang trembled and cursed back, "Old...Old Li, no one is... don't joke...Who, look... you look like... you are... eggplant made from frost, and you're all...willed!" After saying that, he started coughing loudly again.

The only better ones are Monk Wei and Han Feng. Monk Wei is strong and has anti-freeze training in Shaolin Temple. In addition, Li Yunlong is biased and has made an extra thin shirt for the monk. At this moment, the monk just kept breathing white breath in his mouth and nostrils, but his body was not frozen.

When the monk saw Han Feng lying calmly beside him, Han Feng was just a single piece of clothing. He couldn't help but wonder: "Third Brother, aren't you... cold?"

Han Feng said: "Who isn't cold in this cold weather?"

"Then why...you...can't you see the cold look at all?"

"This is called calmness and naturally hotness. If you think it is cold, it will be...no longer cold? The colder you feel, the colder you will be. At this time, you should keep hinting yourself, warm... warm... warm, so... so warm! I... I think it is hot!"

Monk Wei:...

Li Yunlong, not far from the two, heard this and shook his almost stiff mouth and said to Zhao Gangle: "This kid...... he has a lot of ideas. I'm so fucking... I'm still so fucking cold."

At this moment, there is no more time than now. In the cold wind, the most painful thing is to stay there and stay motionless, not to mention that the soldiers were crawling in the ditches with a large contact surface, and all the chill seemed to have penetrated into the bone cracks along the cold earth.

It is just a real battle with the Japanese. Even if they die on the road to bayonets in the end, it is better than freezing to death.

The soldiers were forced by the cold and were almost frozen crazy!

...A car that was leading finally appeared in a shaking manner. Two crooked light machine guns were mounted on the roof of the car, which kept a certain distance from the convoy behind. Obviously, this Japanese army was very cautious, and the car that was leading was used to explore the way.

The car behind the front of the car was sealed and it was impossible to see clearly what was inside, but judging from the collapse of the wheels, the load in the car was quite heavy. Looking back, there were more than a dozen cars.

All of the lurking soldiers suddenly became excited, and the temperature on their bodies seemed to be not that cold. Li Yunlong stared at the Japanese car and continued to move forward, calculating the best time to take action in his mind.

The car was following the north wind, and suddenly a Japanese song spread from the car, which translated as follows:

Under the morning glow, you can look far away, with endless ups and downs, our elite army is powerful, and all the nations are prosperous and prosperous, full of glory!

Han Feng was cold and Zhao Gang, who knew some Japanese, had a drastic expression. This was clearly the song of the most elite Japanese Kwantung Army to promote their military achievements since their invasion. Could it be that the Japanese Kwantung Army were all brought in the dozen trucks?

"Old Li, the situation has changed. This is the song of the Japanese Kwantung Army. It is not an ordinary Japanese. It seems that the number of people is not even smaller than that of us. Fight or withdraw?"

Li Yunlong naturally knew the horror of the Kwantung Army, but now the arrow is on the string and he has to be fired. Besides, when he was young, he didn't know what the word "fear" means, "Fuck, hell, he always carries one head on both shoulders. Whoever is afraid of whom is the Kwantung Army! Just fight, it's better than freezing to death."

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Chapter completed!